Tomorrow we begin the pledging for our new class, and let me be the first one to say it: they are fucked.
Seriously. Lobsters take pledging very seriously. Ever hear those stories about new inductees getting alcohol poisoning in the middle of the woods with no clothes and no means to contact the outside world? It's kind of like that, except with more alcohol. And less woods. And more ocean. And more lobsters.
I don't intend to come off as a sadist, but I'm actually very much looking forward to it. All the brothers had to go through it, and there will be no exceptions.
I'll be back with updates on the process soon.
Holla at me,
The Frat Lobster